








You grab the reigns and pull me close, my breathing getting even heaver as you grip the leather to keep me in check. You move your hand and grab my belly from below, making me moan out from my mask as you grip and shake my fat, your pleased grunts matching my own. Soon enough you turn me around, lowering my underwear and giving my ass a few good smacks. I shudder as you rear back a final time, the sounds of my cheeks echoing in the room around us. Knowing I've been good you push me onto my back, my thick cock now free and pointing up in the air pitifully. He may not be a cow, but he can be milked just the same, you think to yourself...